He was costantly accusing me of sleeping with other men, although I wasn't allowed out without him, he'd make sure everyone knew I was his. If a man looked or smiled at me then I was encouraging him and I must be sleeping with him, so more beatings. Yet he was getting more and more perverted in the bedroom, ....these are things I can't write about. In a morning I would have to make his work mates a drink then sit in the same room as them while he told them in great detail what he'd done to me the night before in the bedroom. Not one of them ever told him to shut up or stop speaking about me in that way. They just sat there and listened to every word he said. I'd sit there feeling humiliated, sick, cheap and embarrased. He'd threaten to bring one of them home with him so he could watch the other guy in bed with me. Luckily for me he never did this, but the thought scared me so much.
One day a friend asked him if I could go out with her on a girls night out, I was gob smacked when he told her I could. It had been so long since I'd been out on my own, I was so excited. I kept thinking I'm gonna get ready to go out then he's gonna kick off and not let me go, but he didn't. Off we went giggling like a couple of little kids with the excitement, but that soon came to an end. He'd sent him son to follow us, his son said he didn't want to but his dad was making him. After a while his son went home to report to his dad that everything was ok and that I wasn't with another man. That wasn't good enough for him, he didn't believe it so decided to come and find us to check himself. I saw him walk into the pub, my heart sank, oh no whats he gonna do, the pub was packed. He walked over to me, dragged me out of the pub, leaving my friend sat there on her own with a lok of disbelief on her face. He pushed me accross the car park screaming at me to get home. I started walking home too scared to stand up to him. I thought he was following me, but he wasn't. Then I heard the sound of the engine of his works truck coming up behind me, I stopped walking and turned round, I jumped out of the way just in time. He stopped the truck and told me to start walking again. All the way home he kept pulling up behind me, revving the engine, trying to frighten me, which believe me was working. I was shaking so much I don't know how I managed to walk home. Back home came the accusations, a few smacks then to the bedroom for the usual humiliation.
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